Through the suncatcher

We didn't end up with much snow, after all. But boy has it been cold! Saturday was also pretty, with pale blue skies and sunshine that was fairly ineffectual except in the kitchen, the warmest room, where I enjoyed the moving sunbeam as I worked at my desk. W. and I slid into the recycling/landfill lot for that biweekly errand, and afterwards enjoyed coffee at the only place we found open. 

Walking in town last night, though, we saw oodles of folks through cafe windows. No one out in the dark streets except us, very well bundled up.

Our neighbor, K. Sr., died last night. Ambulance and firetrucks made it up the hill. Talked with K. Jr. today. Not a happy family.